Luyện nghe bài hát Dies Irae

maledictis,
Flammis addictis.

When the sun is
And the moon is
The little master
a bitter melody

The fevers in my breast,
Aches to be

wisdom
In glorious
That is my wish

The first violins lead me while the
Embrace me the blood
The beats my art
In the stage my cuts the air,
I am,
In a world I made, a man

irae, dies illa,
Solvet in favilla:
David cum Sybilla
Quantus est futurus,
Quando est venturus,
stricte discussurus.

The is around
life to the king
Never down
Rex gloria, Rex
Witness of the
is sublime
No more feels of pain no hate
A revenge is away

Where is my
Where is my
I need to free my and cry
Someone to for me
I need to free my and will die

There wells up the tear
We shed woe
And ride the wind because
The is enthralled

The fever's in my breast,
to be away

Eternal
In glorious
is my sole wish

The first violins lead me the harps
Embrace me the blood
The beats my art
In the stage my cuts the air,
I am,
In a I never made, a man

irae, dies illa,
Solvet saeclum in
David cum Sybilla
Quantus est futurus,
Quando est venturus,
Cuncta discussurus.

The sleep to your bed
Is not worth
You so soon be dead
will serve instead
Turn to the
He was to be
A master to the
Keep fancy free
In the of the sea

Salva me, pietatis.

variation:
The first violins me while the harps
me like the blood
The madness my art
In the stage my baton the air,
I am,
In a world I made, a man

Dies irae, illa,
saeclum in favilla:
Teste cum Sybilla
tremor est futurus,
Quando est venturus,
Cuncta discussurus.